Chapter 581: Expedition
"Whew!"
The long sound of the horn sounded from the Yin Barracks, pulling the nerves of the souls in the entire Daoless Underworld.
Here it comes!
The assault has finally begun!
At this moment, whether it was the Yin soldiers who were attacking the realm with all their might in the camp, or the reservists on the major temporary training grounds, or the blood ghosts in the hell, they all moved in an instant.
For the first time, the Daoless Underworld showed its full power to all of its ghost people.
According to the rules of the Yin soldier sequence, the horn sounds, and the assembly must be completed within the rhythm of the three horns. Those who are outdated and less than one tenth are annihilated, and those who are less than one-tenth are wiped out by the commander of the legion.
Therefore, just after the rhythm of the two horns ended, 60,000 Yin soldiers had already assembled in the large school yard of the camp. Divided into four military formations, they looked at Wang Tianyun on the high platform neatly.
"Target, Ghost Country Central Square!
There are no words. Except for the grinding of armor, there was no murmur between the entire formation. It was fast and always intact, and the four-sided formation was not chaotic at all. There was already a tacit understanding between the respective soldiers. The discipline of the army has smoothed out all the edges and corners of the character that are not suitable for the existence of the military array.
At the forefront of the military array were the white tiger tooth general Wang Tianyun, the god generals Sikong Xuan and Zhong Wanqiu, the three brothers of the Wang family in charge of the ghost country, all the strategists and quartermasters of the First Army Division, and finally the four army commanders of Xiang Zhouguan Zhang.
On the way, before reaching the ghost country, a large expanse of blood-red roared out of the entrance of hell, covering the netherworld, like a terrifying torrent, converging in the air, and the waves rushed towards the ghost country. Everywhere I went, there was murderous intent and a strong smell of blood.
"Full speed ahead!" the herald took the magic weapon and instantly lowered his thoughts to the minds of all the Yin soldiers.
Also beginning to gather in the central square of the ghost country were 200,000 reservists. Not only may they enter the plane as a source of reinforcement to attack the battlefield, but they will also bear the heavy logistics and transportation of supplies.
The entire Daoless Underworld was already boiling at this moment. One by one, the ghosts and ghosts were red-eyed, roaring hysterically, raising their heads and waving their fists wildly at the Yin soldiers, blood ghosts, and reservists who were whizzing through the air, shouting loudly, "Victory!"
Xue Wushu stood on Mo Yun's head, already hovering above his golden statue early. With his eyes closed, his body was uncharacteristically covered in armor and blood-red. The huge horse-chopping knife floated in the air on his right hand, swallowing a red light, and the blade seemed to be unable to resist the desire to drink blood and devour souls. And the Mo Yun under him was also wearing a huge and characteristic Yin Iron Battle Armor at this time, which looked even more hideous.
At this time, the entire central square was empty under the pressure of Xue Wushu's momentum.
All the ghost folk are not allowed to go near the square. Feeling the madness emanating from Yan Jun's body from a distance, he unconsciously knelt on one knee, raised his head, and looked at the figure in mid-air with a look of adoration. With Yan Jun here, this battle will definitely be a big victory!
The trumpet continues, and this is already the twenty-first horn rhythm. And it was Rong Ziju who blew the trumpet.
At this time, Rong Ziju was standing in the square, standing in front of the statue of Yan Jun, with a straight back, and the four heroic monuments beside him.
It is an honor to be appointed by Yan Jun as a wartime recorder, and it can follow in Yan Jun's footsteps and participate in the entire offensive war. He even took charge of the "horn of no way" in his hand, not only sounding the first great assembly, but also sounding the first attack.
When the rhythm of the twenty-fifth horn fell, the first group to rush to the central square of the ghost country was the blood ghost in the sky. Even the Blood Demon Mother, who had never left Hell, arrived above the square under the support of hundreds of blood ghosts. Around the square, it is like a circular well wall, with Yan Jun above and the square below.
Xue Wushu ignored the blood ghosts saluting him in the air, still with his eyes closed.
After the rhythm of the twenty-sixth horn, the second to arrive in the square were 60,000 Yin soldiers. Standing neatly on the ground of the square, kneeling down on one knee and protecting his chest with his right hand, waiting for Yan Jun's instructions.
The last to arrive were the reservists' ghosts. They stood on the periphery of the Yin Soldier sequence, also on one knee, silent.
Fall the last horn rhythmic sound. Rong Ziju retracted the horn. After saluting Xue Wushu in the sky, he raised his voice and said, "Yan Jun, the thirty horns have passed, and all the battle sequences have been assembled, please show Yan Jun!"
Rong Ziju's voice fell, and the 200,000 reservists and 60,000 Yin soldiers in the field all knocked their weapons on their armor, and repeated in a loud voice: "Please show Yan Jun!"
Xue Wushu opened his eyes, his eyes were full of murderous intent, and his momentum was terrifying, and he actually stirred up the entire Netherworld in a spiral, describing the color change.
"Since its establishment, Wudao Difu has never made a big move. But the goal of unifying all worlds has been consistent, and we dare not forget it.
Nowadays, a few low-level planes can no longer meet the development needs of the Daodao. Looking around, it can be said that the tiger is full of pits and valleys!
The emperor of the yang world had a deer cutting knife in his hand, and he cut it and put it on his plate to serve himself and future generations to enjoy.
This gentleman is a Daoless Yama, and the knife in his hand is not a deer cutting knife, but a wait!
If you don't wield a knife, as long as you wield a knife, what you want to take is a world!
Wait, would you like to go together?"
Xue Wusuan's voice was sonorous and powerful, and the killing intent was revealed, scattering in all directions, all over the entire Daoless Underworld.
Wang Tianyun suddenly shouted loudly: "What Yan Jun refers to is what our soldiers are aiming for! Invincible! Death will not spin!"
"Invincible!
Together, the sound became a sweeping trend. At this time, it was not only the Yin soldiers who were shouting and responding, but the ghost people, Yin Cha, and jailers who had gathered from afar were all frantically repeating the desperate intentions of the White Tiger Tooth General to Yan Jun.
Xue Wusuan looked around, his face was expressionless, and he opened his mouth and said: "You also saw it, the four stone tablets below are called the Martyrs' Monument." I think you should all know what to do. Even if anyone is unfortunately annihilated, this king wants your name to always accompany you from now on, so that those who come after you will always praise you!
In this way, the whole army obeys the order!
"Whoa!"
"Knock knock knock ......" The war drums sounded, and a huge black hole appeared over the central square. It was the gate, and it was the sign of the opening of the dimensional attack. At this point, the first Daoless Underworld Plane Attack War officially kicked off. And the first goal is the core key: the dungeon of the White Snake Transmission Plane World.
"Roar!"
The first to enter were the 1.5 million blood ghosts. They were followed by 60,000 Yin soldiers.
Xue Wushu stood on Mo Yun's head, looking at the swarming power, the corners of his mouth flashed with a sneer.
"Mo Yun, I just remembered now, you haven't fought anyone since you were born. I'm afraid I'm suffocating my strength, right?"
"Roar!"
"Hehe, let's go, let's show you how the powerhouses of the higher planes fell. ”
(End of chapter)